Sniping Away

I found an old Facebook post about a conversation I had with the ex, regarding having kids. Copying the whole thing here, because it really shouldn’t be tampered with in any way!

During a chat about having kids in the future:

Me: “I really just want girls. Don’t think I could handle sons. Might kill them in the heat of the moment, and regret it later. Not to mention the jail time. Plus, I cannot in good conscience release copies of you into this unsuspecting world.”Anand: “I don’t mind either, really. Any child of mine will be awesome.”Me: *snorting sound*Anand: *ignoring me* “However, when my daughters grow up, I will have to set up a sniper’s nest on the roof?”Me: “A WHAT?!”Anand: “A sniper’s nest. To take care of boyfriends.” *smugly* “I am a crack shot with a rifle, you know. Part of our Navy training. Won medals and stuff.”Me: “Really now? Does the Navy train you for being unceremoniously spanked by your wife for being an unconscionable hypocrite?”Anand: *very small voice* “No.”

An actual, honest-to-God conversation. Still hilarious, so many years later.